There’s Something in the Food

To get to the inside of my paws — which, believe you me, burn like they are being held aloft a flame — I find myself licking and gnawing into my paw pad, desperate for my too-short teeth to scratch the burning skin below.

So I think my two-legged pets are trying to poison me again.

Every day, as soon as I have finished my meal, I cannot help but feel itchy all over — to the point of squirming.  I find myself every afternoon writhing on the carpet, on my back, in pure itching annoyance.

My pets think it is “cute.”

But I cannot help but wonder … what is it I am being fed that causes such a physical disturbance for me?

Rolling on the ground only temporarily relieves my back.  To get to the inside of my paws — which, believe you me, burn like they are being held aloft a flame — I find myself licking and gnawing into my paw pad, desperate for my too-short teeth to scratch the burning skin below.

Couple the exertion of rolling around, bending and contorting with osteoarthritis (in four legs, thank you), and it makes for an exhausting afternoon.  Every day.

It has to be something in the food …

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